One of the first sunny days of the spring, perfect weather to be in nature. A group of people has been following excursions all day, learning about the ecosystem and most importantly enjoying the perfect weather. Everyone brought there coats but they did not seem necessary in the end and most people did spend the day in just a t-shirt. After the long day the group made way to their cabin on the edge of the reserve, everyone was tired and needed some well deserved resting time. But just before leaving the reserve one of the people in the group decided to take a turn and walk into the forest, off the trail, when nobody noticed.

The woman who just left the group just kept walking into the woods, without looking back, she knew nobody saw her and she did not care if someone did. She walked for a good 15 minutes, her legs were tired but she kept walking. Why she was walking and the reason of leaving the group wasnt clear to herself either, but her feet just kept moving. She crossed the forest and strolled upon an open field, green with an old oak in the middle. In the field junipers where dotted around as paint platters on a green canvas. The woman sat down on the edge of the forest, on an old tree log and watched the field. The sun had just dissapeared behind the horizon, colouring most of the sky red and purple. Her breath stopped for just a second when she saw movement in the field, a vox maybe she tought. Somewhere in the field, something was moving, but she could not identify what. She grabbed the binoculairs from her bag, to search the field.

Watching over the field, nothing seemed to be moving anymore. When she moved the binoculairs from her eyes, again there was movement, in the corner of her eyes. In the oaktree a shadow was visible on one of the lower branches between the fresh leave the sillouet of a human could be made out. It was vague, but she immidiately recognized it when the shadow started moving. Dropping from the branch onto the ground. The light had faded even more and she was only able to see the contours of the human on the dark background. The human was taller than her she noticed and it was moving her way. After her eyes had adjusted more to the dark and she focused on the silout she could see it was a man.

She could not move, sitting on the tree log, just watching the man coming towards her. He moved his body nonchalantly, like he was on its own and did not notice her yet. But she know he must know she was here, because the direct was to precise. As he came closer she saw he was wearing a lose longsleeve shirt, some light coloured jeans and no shoes. When she decided to stand up to show him her presence he put up his hand, like waving hello, still approaching her place. She sat back down and waited for what was going to happen next, she thought of leaving but also was curious what the man wanted from her. When he was on 10 meter distance he spoke his first words to her; 'You look like you would enjoy some company, can I join you?' 'I think I will be fine.' she told him, but he was already dropping himself in the tall grass 3 meters from her. 'Your feet brought you here by themself didn't they?' he asked her, ignoring her first reply. She needed to reflect on this question, she really did not know what brought her here... almost like a reflex she ended up watching over the field. No intention of going here but still she ended up on this exact spot. 'Yeah, I know, it happens to me all the time', he said when he read her facial expression. This field has some weird law of attrication, I end up here, every time I just start walking. 'I think its the scent of juniper in the warm spring air, it does something to people'. She tried to focus on a specific smell, breathing in deep with her eyes closed but no specific smell stood out.But while concentrated she felt a breeze against her skin, running a tingle down her spine, raising all her hairs on her body.

Another breath, no specific smell but the tingle got more intense, the tingle move further towards her cotch and she felt her nipples harden. She opend her eyes, the man was still there. 'did he notice?', she tought. 'Its intense is it not?', he asked while he removed his hair from his face and leaning back on his hand. She tried hiding her hardend nipples as she knew they were piercing through her shirt, since she never wore a bra. His eyes were piercing and observant but did not make her feel akward, but she was scared he would noticed her blossed cheeks and see what was happening to her body. Her mind was racing with thoughts and finding a fitting reply on his question took her longer then she expected. All this time she stared into his eyes, 'It is intense' she replied without breaking eye contact.

As if she was stung by a needle she felt another shock going trough her body, from head to toe her body shivered. Goozebumbs spread over her entire skin, while she tried keeping herself together and hide her fysical reaction to the scient of the junipers from the man. Her efforts were not enough and she let out a deep sigh trough her nose and with that a loft moan escaped trough her lips. The man did not seem to notice, while he was letting his head hang in his shoulders looking straight up to the darkening sky, now with a grass straw in his mouth he picked.

The fabric of her clothes on her skin, rubbing against her nipples with every breath made her mind foggier and foggier. She could feel her heartbeat racing not only in her chest but her pussy was pulsing too, it was as if with every beat she could feel her clit rub against the inside of her thong. Her entire body was screaming for pleasure and lust and she as hard as she tried, she was not capable of thinking straight anymore. 'Sorry, are you okay?' the mans raised voice broke the trans she had been in. When she blinked, she noticed she had been staring at he man all this time.

She heard him talking but could not make up anything he said, she could not focus on anything but the sensitivity of her body and the longing for it to be touched. His lips were moving, but his words did not reach her. Her eyes looked empty and without blinking she took off her jacket and stood up. She took three steps towards the man before putting her hands on her hips and looked down at the man. The man, still sitting down went silent as this all happened. As he looked up to make eye contact he saw her nipples piercing through the thin fabric of her shirt.

The woman grabbed her shirt, pulled it off over her head, stept over the mans legs and sat herself down on his lap. While looking him into his eyes she grabbed one of his hands and put it on her breast. The man swallowed when he felt the silky soft skin of her breast. He felt the weight of her breast in his hand while she sat down. Her breast where big for her size. He was distracted and he did not notice the woman had leaned in and kissed his lips. 'It is intense', she repeated holding her mouth close to his. 'I have no idea what happened but, I think you are very lucky today.' she whispered while she ran her hand up his neck, grabbing a hand full of hair.

He hand still on her breast he just nodded, 'I.... I... I... think so too.' he murmurd. She directed his head towards her other breast until his lips found her other nipple. His tongue licked it, before sucking it into his mouth which gave her another shock. This time though, she did not hold back and let out a moan. In the mean time she clearly felt his dick getting hard through his and her pants, pressing the layers of fabric against her clit.